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Captive

By: OokamiJudge
folder Vampire › General
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 2
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Waking up

MINE ALL MINE MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA….well ok so I owe some credit to Ducky too for the first two characters in this story and the beginning for the story…

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Chapter 1: Waking up

I groaned as I woke up and blinked the sleep from my eyes. That had to have been the worst sleep I had ever had. A yawn found me as I attempted to stretch the ach out of my arms only to find that I couldn’t move them. Now I was awake. I pulled at my hands hissing when I found that it only dug the fibers of the rope that was on them farther into my wrists. A growl found it’s way from my throat how dare some one do this to me.

I glanced around where ever I was only to find that I couldn’t see a thing, so either that meant that there was nothing to see or…

A flash of light illuminated the room and was soon followed by a clash of thunder. It was then that I realized that I could hear rain hitting something that sounded a lot like plastic. Ok so that told me a bit the room-for I had gotten enough of a glance around to notice that it was a closed in room-had a window or windows, but I didn’t think that they had glass in them. Another flash and I caught more of the room I was laying on the floor and my feet were facing what appeared to be the only door. A third flash and I was able to catch that there was not one but at least two windows one in the wall to my right one in the wall to my left, but neither large enough for me to get out.

I turned my gaze to the ceiling thinking for a long moment, before I finally decided that frankly I didn’t care where I was, or how I had gotten there I wanted out and now. With the next flash of lighting I sought the room for a way to free my self and much to my delight I found the answer laying at my feet, a shard of glass. Now I just had to get it.

It took some work but finally I was able to manipulate my self around enough to where I had the shard picked up with my boots. Hold on I still had my boots on, then why had I thought I had gone to bed. My head throbbed in pain and my memory came back to me. I had been on my way to my room when some one had came up behind me and knocked me out, when I found out who it was…

I hear the handle to the door creak and quickly made to hide the glass shard under my leg. In the doorway stood a person of about 6’5” maybe 6’6” at least from what I could tell form where I was. I couldn’t tell much more about the person as they said nothing to me, but when they came towards me I definitely decided they were male by the way they walked. Suddenly he had a switchblade in his hand and for a moment I panicked he was going to kill me. Instead though he just started to clean his nails and make his way closer to me.

"I see you are awake finally Miss Van Helsing.” The man drawled, “Did you have a nice nap?" he added as if this were quite a normal conversation and I was /not/ tied down to the floor in front of him.

Who did he think he was? First he knocks me out and kidnaps me, then he ties me up to this floor, and then he has the nerve to act like everything is normal. It annoyed me to no end, but despite that I still had to fight to keep the tremor from my voice at my response "Who the hell are you and how the fuck do you know my name?"

Not shifting his gaze from the nails he was cleaning he stopped at my feet. “Who I am is no importance to you, and I shall not be telling you. As for how I knew your name, I know more then just that about you. I know that you are a born half vampire. I know that you killed your mother and that is why you now do what you do. And I know that there are a lot of angry vampires and other demons out there looking for you and that you are worth a lot to anyone of them.” The man replied.

I narrowed my eyes on the man, he wouldn’t even dare such a thing. Selling me out to the highest bidder? What had I done to him that he was even telling me this. “What the fuck is your problem? I never did anything to you.” I declared in anger as my eyes flashed dangerously while I wished I could see more about the man to know if I could recognize him.

“To me?” he repeats as I see two pure white fangs flash in the darkness “No but you have done something to my other half and I do not like it when my other half is upset.” The man adds the hidden threat and pure tone-or lack there of-causing a shudder to run my spine.

Now I really wanted to know who this man was. Lightning flashed again and for the first time a got a good look at the man. I still could not decided weather he was 6’5” or 6’6” but I knew now that he definitely was. I couldn’t tell too much about his over all appearance due to his clothes, but his face held what I would call sharp features with his chin, nose, and even ears almost looking pointed. His lips were rather thin and pale and in my opinion did little to enhance his features. His eyes how ever stood out rather well and caught my attention being a rather dark blue that ii could not tell why they looked black in the light that the room held. His hair and skin followed with the rest of his look more then his eyes with his hair being a light blond and his skin being pale white in color.

For clothing he had on a dark midnight blue trench that stop only just short of the floor and when he moved slightly allowed the clothes he wore under it to be seen. He had on some red leather pants that leave nothing to the imagination and a red muscle shirt. Over the shirt he has on a dark blue fishnet shirt was long enough to have a loop of it over both his thumb and pinky on both hands presumably to keep it from riding up or hindering his movements I supposed. His boots were rather like mine being combat in style and stopping at his mid calf, but his were red in color unlike my own black ones.

After a moment of admiring his looks I finally realized that, I did know him. Well sort of anyway the only thing wrong was his…

The door opened again at the same time as the next flash of lighting hit my eyes met those of the man at the door and they went wide, it couldn’t be…

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